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SOMETHIN' ON HOTH
11:51 AM -- Research Station Shuttle Bay --- Orbiting: Planet Hoth
Travel to a World of Smoke and Flame; The Black Earth Where Vader was thought Slain
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=OOC: The Roleplay is now closed to newcomers, but if you PM me and really want to join in, we'll work something out.=
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"Why would anyone want to set foot on Hoth?" was a question Kalo was getting used to today. Ever since a brief stop in Bespin to give a Hutt contact some valuables and square his debt, he had the sinking feeling that he was being followed. Maybe the Hutt had begun to suspect that Kalo kept a little of his heist's prize to himself. While his debt was paid in full, Hutts rarely like to be cheated out of an extra share. That's why Hutts grew so fat, and why Kalo Wolftenn had decided to board a shuttle to Hoth. If anyone was tailing him, this would reveal it. No sane person just goes to Hoth.
He entered the main hanger, which was deserted save the typical crew who run the ground-to-fleet operations in the area. Without the luxury of his own ship, the Fleet Crew had offered him a high-security locker to store any valuables-- one which could only be accessed by his own genetic print. Kalo figured it was a good idea as the blizzards on Hoth made losing things in the snow a real danger. He stuffed away some of his bags containing spare clothes and hesitantly parted ways with his datapad.
But if someone was following him, surely they'd be devious enough to open the locker? His treasure couldn't leave his sight. No matter how valuable, there was no way he was going planetside without it. Discreetly returning it to his backpack, he locked the storage unit and returned to the ship where he received a complimentary tundra-resistant outfit.
Also upon his return, Kalo noticed that he now had company. A pink haired woman a little too dangerous looking to just be a tourist, and a one-eyed man who definitely reeked of the Hutt Cartel.
He faked a smile and walked over to greet them.
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